Friday, August 31, 2012

Protect and Serve: Hoofin' It to the Altar by Silvia Violet $4.99A stag and a vampire united in wedded bliss? Only if they can stop a killer first.Shadowed: Alaskan Flame by Kate Hill $4.49A flogger-wielding Disciplinarian and a former sex demon heat up the Alaskan wilderness.gHost by Jonathan Wright $5.49Sleen owns Deel, and he's not about to give her up. How far will Brady go to make her his own?Running Mate by Sarah Barimen $2.99Neola never knows when her werewolf lover will pounce next, but she loves being hunted! (Winner of Changeling's Spring Fling 2012 Contest!)

1¢ Sale! Razor's Edge: Dangerous by Silvia VioletHe's barely in control of the need to shift -- and completely in control of her!

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Wednesday, August 29, 2012

As a new writer at Changeling, I am so excited to connect with other people who like their characters a bit on the wild side. A lot of readers love a chest off which you could bounce a quarter, but it takes a special kind of reader who likes that chest to belong to something that morphs into a jaguar, or features glowing black alien eyes...

How do you like your heroes? I like big demons with long hair, wicked wolves who nip and kiss. I want mutant species, cryptids, webbed fingers and flicking tails. Amazonian women who eat men for breakfast (take that any way you like) make my day. And I love that prickle of fear from someone dangerous, someone who could bring both pleasure and pain, delight and death, with a fine line in between.

Of course, I'm open to much, much more. That's where you come in. How about sharing a hot hero or heroine of your own? In your favorite fantasy, with what kind of person (or creature) would you share your night? Maybe it's someone you've already met, or read about here at Changeling; maybe it's a being you'd love to read or write about someday.

Monday, August 27, 2012

With only three weeks until
the ride, I want to send a massive thank you to everyone who has donated to this
amazing cause. Every dollar - and I really mean that, every single
dollar! - makes the miles I'll be riding that much more powerful
in the fight against Multiple Sclerosis.

Thank you again for your time and
support!

Some info on Multiple Sclerosis:

There are
approx. 200 new cases diagnosed each week!

MS is a
progressive disease for which there is not yet a cure.

The average age
of onset is 30-33 years, but can occur in the early 20's to the late
50's.

Because of the
varied symptoms of MS, the average time between clinical onset and dianosis is
4-5 years.

MS is the most
common progressive and disabling neurological condition in young
adults.

Because MS does not
sugnificantly affect life span, those with MS and their families often have to
deal with the effects and costs of living with this
disease for decades.

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Time has run
out for Jesse, Gabriel and Lazarus. With the rogue archdemon Hiil and his vast
army marching for Abaddon from a neighboring world, Gabriel is forced to make a
decision that may mean the death of one of his lovers. As an elemental, Lazarus
once sought control of Ba'al's lands. Things have changed, but if Ba'al returns,
the ice mage's word may not be enough to keep him from the archdemon's
wrath.

The Earthling Tasmin Robinson, consort to Prince DeMarcus, has
been kidnapped by separatist cultists. LaJesa is a trained warrior and resents
being sent after the prince's wayward Human. To make matters worse, she's forced
to work with an Earth soldier, Master Sergeant Thaxton Mick, the most
infuriating creature she's ever met.

LaJesa's no separatist, but she's
worked hard to gain the respect of her fellow warriors, and that has meant
putting heart and soul into her work. She's got no time for relationships.
Certainly not with some annoying Human. And she's definitely not falling in love
with him. No matter how skilled, or handsome, the Human proves to be, she needs
him to concentrate on his job, not on seducing her.

Serena never thought asking for help from a frog would result in
her being naked and tied to her bed. She should be afraid. She should call for
the guards. She definitely should not be... begging for more.

Prince
Rennick needs to get his hands on Serena's necklace –- the one item sure to
break the curse that turned him into a frog. When an accident makes him
temporarily human, he cannot help but use his Dominant nature to bend Serena to
his will.

What should have broken the curse turns into a desperate
attempt to save Rennick's life. As they try to find the key, Rennick demands
much from Serena, but is she willing to surrender everything to this
frog-turned-prince?

Sir demands complete submission. But
sometimes she has trouble living up to what he expects of her. Luckily, Sir has
the patience to punish in the most erotic ways possible, even when she's
naughtily disobeyed his order not to come without his permission.

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The author says that journaling is good for the soul, so I thought
I’d give it a try. My name is Jeffrey, and I am a gorgeous seal-point Himalayan
cat, from a long and distinguished bloodline that dates back centuries. Due to
a series of unfortunate incidents, I ended up at the local animal shelter where
the powers-that-be adopted me out to an author. Not just any author; Anne Kane,
an erotic romance author! The
indignity of it is crushing.

Not only am I forced to live with an author, but a Jack Russell
terror resides in the house as well. And no, that is not a typo; she’s a terror
all right. She seems to have the idea in that tiny little head of hers that she
is more important to the author than I am. She makes me sleep at the bottom of
the bed, and she insists on having the best seat on the sofa, complete with her
own little blanket. It’s disgusting.

Right now, I can tell that the Jack Russell is up to no good. Her
furry little muzzle is twitching and her ears are pointed straight up. She
thinks she’s being clever, but you can’t fool a cat by making puppy dog eyes. I
bet she knows where the author hid those cat snacks. To think that I’ve been
reduced to competing with a dog for treats!

I can tell that the author is aware of the dog's bad breeding and
untrustworthy nature. When the author goes to work, she leaves me in the house,
secure in the knowledge that I will behave myself and respect her personal
property. She takes the dog with her at all times, and who can blame her? Would
you trust a dog alone in your house for hours on end? I think not.

While my captivity is irksome, I have come to accept my lowered
station in life. The author obviously needs me to set an example of breeding
and decorum for her and the dog. She treats me well enough. I have a nice rug
on top of a heating/ vibrating device that massages my fur. I quite enjoy the
massage setting. I believe the device is called a dryer although that term does
puzzle me. I avoid swimming and bathing at all times, so unless I misjudge the
weather I’m rarely in need of being dried.

The author has no such aversion to water. I am intrigued by her
habit of creating mounds of bubbles in the large cleaning tub when she bathes. The
tub has a wide edge that I patrol to make sure the dog doesn’t interrupt her
while she is in the tub, and I can see no useful purpose to these bubbles. They
pop and disappear as soon as I touch them with my paw, and yet there are so
many that you can’t tell when one or two are missing. Very puzzling.

When the author first brought me home with her, I kept to myself,
hiding under furniture and plotting ways to escape and seek out a home more in
keeping with my status, but as time went by, I realized that the author truly
needed me.

I sit on her desk and make sure she stays awake with well-placed
swipes of my paw. I listen to her mumblings as she types, and I’m not shy about
vocalizing when I disagree with a plot point. I also help free up time for her
to write by excising the dog. I drop random toys on its furry little head from
one of my many perches, causing it to jump up and down. Good exercise! Overall,
I am a vital and cherished part of the author’s household. Now if I could just
figure out where she hid those liver snacks!